March 2012
It’s a funny thing coming home. Nothing changes. Everything looks the same,...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via sucre)
February 2012
The night is oracular.
– Henry David Thoreau (via incomplete-insecure)
You see I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there...
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via holdenandcaulfield)
I want to taste and glory in each day, and never be afraid to experience pain;...
– Sylvia Plath, Journals of (via starsmended)
I want to taste and glory in each day, and never be afraid to experience pain;...
– Sylvia Plath, Journals of (via starsmended)
I want to taste and glory in each day, and never be afraid to experience pain;...
– Sylvia Plath, Journals of (via starsmended)
I want to taste and glory in each day, and never be afraid to experience pain;...
– Sylvia Plath, Journals of (via starsmended)
Gatsby, pale as death, with his hands plunged like weights in his coat pockets,...
– The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald (via holdenandcaulfield)
I have seen them riding seaward on the waves
Combing the white hair of the...
– The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, T. S. Eliot (via firesiderechauffe)